this was written as a result of the heated argument i had with my colleagues on the issue of heterosexuality or not. i personally think its a spiritual problem but someone said we should look at things from the point of view of someone who is not. I just decided to be nice for once on the subject matter and explore it with a short story from such a person’s point of view. Lemme know what y’all think!
7 But I wasn’t. The following day, he still spoke about it over breakfast and he was in a normal condition. I couldn’t believe my luck! He spoke as if he never took alcohol before. After breakfast, my uncle, his wife and daughter left me and Shanna all alone in the house for the first … Continue reading Fatal Trance – 3
You see, the whole concept is about, how you would react if this happened to you. You happen to be a normal guy, let’s say a programmer for instance, you get back from a stressful day at work, you pack the Benz in the garage and you pull your tie, your back aching. You happen … Continue reading MURDER (a guide for disposing dead bodies)
READ THE PREVIOUS CHAPTERS HERE… 4 I remember mentioning that Shanna had a house in school. I was the only one who knew. She invited me there, as I said before. I saw the risk in it and told her. She warded me off with an ignorant shrug. Then, the issue was forgotten. One day, … Continue reading Fatal Trance – 2
N. B. The last chapter was written by my best friend. He was present at the time of my unbearable ordeal. I met him at the mental house. He owns a handsome triple chin, Neatly designed and made into a pin. 1 Iwai is my surname. I am the youngest in a family of five. … Continue reading Fatal Trance
Chinedu picked Iphey up at seven after work on a Friday evening. Iphey wore black pants, a burgundy camisole and black short sleeved classy jacket. Today was special and so it deserved the special concern. It was three months since she had got together with Chinedu and everyday was a revelation of how good they … Continue reading Iphey will you marry me?
‘It is all a ritual’, Martha thinks to herself as she shuffles from foot to foot on the slow line that is headed towards the priest at the altar. She almost sighs out loud until she remembers that her father is standing right behind her and will probably give her the tongue lashing of her … Continue reading Fallen Angel
The grass spreads across the horizon, rising vertically into the noon sky as far as a keen eye could follow. Though we were tired, our sights had not failed us to the extent of dimming the view before us, to make us miss the beauty of the unfolding scene, even though short of breath from … Continue reading Quest
The music playing in his brain was off tune, yes, it was recognizable but it wasn’t right, it was high pitched and screechy. He removed the earphones from his ear, these earphones had a problem. This wasn’t new to him; he had heard worse of earphones before. He went to his room and lay down … Continue reading Screech
I stood in front of the sink, washing the dishes. At the same time, I could hear the wheezing sound escaping from the pot of beans on the fire. Our kitchen was a very big one, beautifully decorated with white tiles and cream wall paint. The sound of the beans cooking on the gas got … Continue reading 6 minutes
He took a step towards her, his manner menacing. She did not draw back like he thought she would, an apparently frightened child. Fear shimmered like a mask on her face; she shook with it but faced dread head on. She had assessed the situation with wisdom that belied her age and came to the … Continue reading Fire from the gods
We had to set out at dawn. Before the first crow of the perpetual rooster, Before the first adhan was sung to wake Agadez to the morning prayer, Before the sun rises and glares light on our covert journey, We had to set out before dawn. ‘Nabou, there is no time’ Moussa yanked the … Continue reading For want of a Nail…
25 years later,four boys,an osu,one from umuike,one from umubele,one from umuogbu,three villages at war. Watching the chief priest walk out of the shrine that early morning, Chukwunenye smiled as he stretched himself and got ready for the day’s visitors. It didn’t get anymore exciting than this for him, all his life, the highlights of his … Continue reading the gods’ of fate 2
Olawale Martins smiled again as he pulled out of the Kuramo Beach car park. He glanced at the watch on his left wrist and could barely make out what the time piece displayed. Now, it dawned on him that the alcohol had begun to take its toll. Well, it hardly mattered at the moment. It … Continue reading When luck runs out
With speed he didn’t know he possessed, he raced through the forest, dodging tree trunks and low hung branches hidden by the black night by pure instinct. He did not need to pause to note that his pursuers were still behind him, for the night wind effectively carried their bellows to him. They were not … Continue reading Flight